Buddy Bee Anthony - Mary's Kitchen

They say whiskey's
a poor man's woman
cash money
a rich man's wine
But, I'm goin downtown
to Mary's Kitchen
to see what I might find
I'll eat tators with li'l Jimmy
soothe Jackie's troubled mind
It eases my pain
strollin down the lane
to Mary's Kitchen,
where It's fine,
to be 'a' bitchin
'bout that woman 'o' yours,
used to be mine.
Now, I ain't too much for baseball,
and boxin makes me flinch.
There's plenty of cake and doughnuts,
maybe a five dollar cinch.
And, they're off
at Mary's Kitchen,
win, show, or place.
Where the best you can do
is fall out of the race.
If work's too much fuss,
and you are like me.
I might hear your story Gus,
minus the fee.
Don't cause me no damage,
not even a smigeon.
So go cry in your free coffee and cocoa.
There fingered Sally, forget her, she's loco.
See you at Mary's Kitchen.

Buddy Bee Anthony

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